Harry was currently at the studio doing some last minute
recordings. Adie and I were currently at a café with Anne, Gemma and even Des
to celebrate Harry’s birthday. And even though Adie’s nearly four months old it’s
the first time that Des has seen his granddaughter and she’s currently in his
arms playing with a jingly toy.

Gemma had picked out an onesie for her to wear this
morning when she and Anne came to pick us up. Anne had laughed when Gem had walked
out with her niece in the bright pink outfit. Because it was still cold out I
had pulled some denim leggings over her legs and wiggling butt and a black
hoddie on over the top.

When Adie starts to cry Des passes her back over to me
and she curls into my chest pulling my necklace into her mouth to soothe her
cries but I can hear the muffles that she’s still admitting. I’d only just
changed her nappy before we had left and I had fed her as well so I just leave
her to her own way of communicating but I know eventually she will fall asleep
against my chest, hopefully not before Harry gets here.

Twenty minutes later when Harry pulls into the car park
Gemma is trying to get Adie to stop crying by tickling her sides and playing
with her hand. When Harry walks up to the table he shakes his father’s hand and
presses a kiss to his mums cheek before he sits down at the end of the table
between me and Anne. I feel his hand squeeze my knee under the table in greeting
before he leans forward to kiss the light dusting of brown curls on the back of
Adie’s head.

A light conversation falls around the table before our
meals are bought out. I had tried to shift Adie over into Harry’s arms but her
cries turned to piercing wails when I lifted her from my chest so he just
shifted his chair in closer to me so he could still have a hold on her.

Eventually she had calmed down enough that I could shift
her back over to him but she had taken my necklace with her to keep her calm. Taking
her quietness as our queue a waitress brings out a lit cake as we all sing him
happy birthday. Adie seems fascinated by the light as she leans her back
against his chest. When Harry leans forward his hand sturdy on Adie’s stomach
to stop her from falling forward or from getting to close to the flames but it doesn’t
stop her from her hand grabbing at the icing of the cake.

Everyone laughs as Adie brings back a white frosted hand
and Harry’s quick to grab a napkin and wipe it away before she could put the
high sugar sweet in her mouth allowing, her to go back to the interest of my
necklace now the commotion has finished.

“You need to look at her onesie Harry. It’s a present.”

Harry gives his sister a questioning look before he
unzips the hoodie. He lets out a look of mock horror before Adie tilts her head
back to look at him who gives a squeal of delight over the look on his face
reaching up to grab his nose with her free hand. He goes to bite it and when he
does she lets out another squeal of delight oblivious to the fact its daddies
birthday.

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It’s a bit shit and a bit late but Happy 21st to the little shit. See you second row in 5 days. Follow my insta harliestyles or twitter weyheynarry_ for pictures and updates about the first otra show (here as well depending on internet access) :) love you hopefully I can give you one more update before I leave tomorrow.